Sol was still slumped against the cooling, hairy mass of the beast, staring at his blood-slicked hands and contemplating the scam of manhua industry, when a new sound began to ripple through the mist, and whole world literally started vibrating.
It started as a distant, rhythmic crack-thud… the sound of ancient, thick trees being snapped like dry kindling, and then, the heavy, rhythmic thud-slide of something gargantuan moving through the forest.
Slowly, the "hiss-slide" sound grew into a roar of shifting scales, and the smell of sulfur and ancient musk became thick enough to choke.
"Aghhh! You have got to be kidding me," Sol whispered, a dry, hysterical laugh bubbling up. "Not again. Can't I at least get five minutes to fill out my death certificate before the next boss fight?"
